In the face of the oncoming wind, the dark elf’s expression changed abruptly. He quickly retreated backward while reaching for his waist, but Eugene was faster and was onto him before he could do anything.

This was an inevitable outcome. The summoned wind was only for the sake of surprising the dark elf. Eugene had used the Blink spell for movement.

Without holding any weapons, Eugene pounced on the dark elf with his bare hands, but the dark elf wasn’t making it easy to capture him. He bent his body backward, and then, in this unstable position, the dark elf swiveled in place, in a movement that could almost be called acrobatic. By doing so, he brought his leg swinging around toward Eugene.

Eugene snickered. He twisted his outstretched arm and blocked the dark elf’s kick with the back of his hand. It wasn’t just an ordinary block either — the wind covertly swirling around Eugene’s hand swallowed the dark elf’s body.

“Ugh!” the dark elf grunted.

The wind was as sharp as a blade. Engulfed the center of this storm, the dark elf protected his head with both of his arms while drawing on his strength.

Crash!

Gray-colored mana wrapped around the dark elf’s body.

‘His mana is quite high-level, but his demonic power is nothing special,’ Eugene observed.

The dark elf was only a little better than the lower-level demonfolk in terms of demonic power. However, his skills were far superior to any of the lower-level demonfolk.

Just like elves, dark elves also lived a long time. Although a hundred-year-old human would be so old that it wouldn’t be strange for them to die at any time, a hundred-year-old elf was treated like a child by their own people.

The elves were one of those races who were blessed with an overflowing amount of time. Even if they just diligently cultivated their mana during all that time,...